Chapter 2

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"Move your ass, otherwise master will get mad at you again."

Nathan Graves was an apprentice Vampire Hunter. He was being trained by the great Morris Baldwin, one of the best hunters in the land. He and Nathan's parents managed to prevent the return of Count Dracula just ten years ago. The young hunter was accompanied by Morris' son Hugh. The two of them had become good friends over the years, they were almost like brothers. The two of them were carrying a heavy log back of Hugh's father. The only problem, they were both extremely vulnerable at the moment. The pair of them kept a sharp eye as the saw Morris' log cabin in the distance.

"There you both are. I was beginning to get worried." Morris said.

"That's ok father."
"I blame Hugh, he's a right slow thing."
Morris just laughed at that comment, "Place the log outside the wood shed, we'll chop it up after lunch."
"Ok." Nathan said.

"Father do you need us to go into town anytime soon?"

"Why do you ask?"

"He hopes to snatch a hot girl." Nathan said as his friend blushed the colour of a red rose.

"Oh son. You're old enough to go to town by yourself."
"But you said to bring someone with me at all times."
"Yes, but you are both fully trained hunters now."
"Ok father."

"Good."

After the three of them had some food, the two young men grabbed their axes and began to hack away at wood that was right in front of them. All was well, until the two of them heard the sound of rustling in the nearby bushes, followed by the sound of a woman's cries. The cries were not that of pain, but something else. The two hunter's sprung into action. They put down their axes and ran to grab their weapons, then they headed into the wilderness.

The woman was a blonde haired regal lady. Her dress was made from expensive lavender coloured silk, decorated in beautiful pattens. Her hat matched the colour of her dress and had a dark blue feather in it. Her eyes were a greeny colour.

The man that was lying on top of her had ginger hair, blue eyes and also wore fancy clothing. The lady that was on the bottom looked like she was having a nice time with the man. Both hunters watched behind a thick bush as they continued with their private moment.

The man stopped kissing the side of the lady's throat for a second to look at her beautiful face. He smiled as he traced his hand around her hairline. She was begging for more. The man looked like he was about to kiss her, but a massive long razor tongue sprouted out from the back of his throat, jabbing into her mouth. The hunters jumped over the bush that they were hiding behind and Nathan grabbed the creature by the throat, ripping him off the girl. The woman could barely breath, her throat felt like a knife had cut it open several times over. The hunter flicked the creature over into a tree and Hugh held his sword out to the beast.

"What is he?" she asked.

"A Cave Troll, now get out of here ma'lady." Nathan said.

"What did you just say that I was?" the monster said as the lady ran for her life.
"A Cave Troll. It explains the elongated tongue." Hugh agreed.

The creature that was being held at sword point began to laugh, "Fine, I'll educate you newbies."
"Hey! We are trained hunters." Hugh said thrusting his sword forwards.

"It doesn't look that way." he said, "I should not be attacking you, but I'm sure the league won't mind."
"The League?" Nathan said.

He placed his hand over his head and traced it down his body. As he did, sparkles fell from his fingertips and his true form was revealed. The monster had wings, big beautiful black wings, the two hunters were shocked at this. They had never seen a creature that could do this before. His hair had turned from a ginger colour to a silky pink. The monster's eyes were a cherry red and there was little clothing covering his body. At the end of his fingers were long black claws as he stood up the new hunters could see that the creature had some fangs tucked behind his lips.

"Ah, you're a Vampire." Hugh said.

"What? No."

Morris ran to his apprentices to see that they were holding a rare creature at sword point.

"An Incubus, a truly beautiful creature."

"I have bad new to inform upon you young hunters. Your master is gay."

"You wish Demon." Morris said as he pulled out his sword.

"Ahh! Double sword point!" the Demon said.

"Yes now prepare to die!" Nathan said as he cracked his whip on the tree.

The Demon wasn't phased by that at all, he's expression remained the same. Dull and unimpressed by the newbies. The Demon grew tired of their games and as his eyes shone a bright red, all of the humans fell to the ground clenching their heads.

"What the hell?" Morris said though the pain.

The monster knelt down beside the hunter, "You humans are weak and are not worth my time. Plus you ruined my dinner."

"My apologies Demon."

"Not your fault that your pupils allowed my dinner to get away. So, which one of them do you want to die first."
"Neither you swine."

The Demon stopped himself, his eyes reverted back to normal, releasing the humans from his grasp, "I should not be..."
"What's wrong Demon?" Hugh said.

He looked like he was trying not to panic, but was already panicking to some degree.
The master walked up to the Demon without a weapon in his hand, he dropped it onto the floor before walking, "You're the Demon that the League domesticated, aren't you?"

The Demon nodded, "I guess it must be hard for you." the master said.

"Should we kill him?" Nathan said.

The master shook his head, "No, the League kept him alive to see if Demons could be trained by humans, it took around one hundred years back in late 1400s, but they managed it."

"Yes, I am the League's greatest achievement...They tried it again, but it did not work out as well."
"Oh... So you're friendly?"

The Demon sighed and his wings depressively flopped down against his sides, "Yes, I can help you with anything that you require..."

Nathan thought for a moment, "How are you with stealth?"
"Fine, why do you ask?"
"Sneak into Castlevania."

Magnus sighed, "You want me to go back to that place? It has not returned yet, are you worried that Dracula might return?"
The master nodded.

"Fine I'll spy on a Vampire that I know, Carmilla, she is extremely close to Dracula, she might know something." the Demon said as he lent back against the tree and cocked his right leg on it.

"Thank you, that would be a huge help." the master said.

Magnus swished his gorgeous purple locks out of the way of his eyes.